harry

Helga was going to run into Harry Gimms. She had been following him for a while. His old girlfriend had told of Harry nasty habit, of how he wasn’t a real man. The girl told Helga about Harry cross dressing fetish and how Harry spent all his money on gift for his women but never got laid

Helga wore on of her sexiest outfit as she watch him leave the office. Her was wearing a suit and was trying to look like a man. He tried to get an important look about him. He held out a cell phone that he never used because all guys had cell phone. He also did little things like carry around a Gym membership card in his wallet even though he didn’t go to the gym. He wore a lot of Old Spice and put padding in the arm part of his shirt to look big. Helga walked up to him. She spoke in a sweet voice. “Excuse me sir can you help me out with a car, It broke down, and I’m ohhh so scared to be in this neighborhood”

“I’m kind of in a rush,” He said. “Important business” The business he spoke of was the Simpson’s coming on

“Pretty please with sugar on top, I make it worth your while” She said running her hand trough her hair and showing him the view of his cleavage.

“Ok but I’m not very good with cars,” He said

He went to the car. “It nothing wrong with the car” he said. Suddenly he was grab. His mouth was stuff with a chloroform rag. He passed out in her arms and put in the trunk